Xu Qing stood on the third level of the archives and looked at the sky through the wooden window. The mountain breeze blew over, blowing his long hair and revealing his eyes that reflected the moonlight.
"If I want to investigate the clues, it will take a very long time with just my strength." Xu Qing mumbled inwardly and slowly frowned.
He couldn't tell anyone about this, including the Sword Holders who were guarding this place. This was because if the Palace Master's judgment was correct, the person behind the scenes who killed the County Governor would definitely have terrifying authority.
Hence, Xu Qing didn't dare to place his trust even in the Sword Holders.
Because the cost of misplaced trust could be a matter of life and death for him.
After pondering for a long time, Xu Qing checked some more dossiers and finally left the archives, and walked through the quiet and empty Sword Holding Court.